“As a blind man feels when he finds a pearl in a dustbin,
so am I amazed by the miracles of awakening rising in my consciousness.
It is the nectar of immortality that delivers us from death,
the treasure that lifts us from death,
the treasure that lifts us above poverty into the wealth of giving to life,
the tree that gives shade to us when we roam about scorched by life,
the bridge that takes us across the stormy river of life,
the cool moon of compassion that calms our mind when it is agitated,
the fun that dispels darkness,
the butter made from the milk of kindness by churning it with the dharma.
It is a feast of joy to which all are invited.” Shantideva
Source: adapted from the Bodhicharyavatara
Good morning all, well it’s morning as I write this.
This is my newest work, and can I just say…
man does it feel good to be back on my pins again.
I am only letting myself work, in studio, when I feel sure that I can keep my promise to stop thinking. You know stand back and kinda squint real hard at reality.
What happens when you do that?
When you distance yourself from what is real and try to understand the origin of your beliefs.
The origins of you.
I know that is one of the main reasons I was placed here in time. To be the squinter. I like that, the amazing squinter folks, step right up…er, ahemmmm…OK where was I?
Yeah, taking a look at the reality of life, examining costs and returns, loving out loud, skating the edge, pushing the limits of innate understanding. You know what we came to this place in time, what we came with, within our DNA. The instinct, the essence of being human, and in these times.
Do I want more reality? Do I?
I don’t think so, really I don’t.
If I stand back, look at the world and my place in it, in this moment in time…what is my reason, what’s my motivation? Sound a little like an acting class?
In this play I am the writer, director, editor, and star. In my world. In my world that I created because what was shown, what was apparent at a young age for me was that there is so much MORE. More love, More possibility, More goodness, More intelligence, More living out loud, More Magic To being Human.
It is possible and attainable, it has to be, I have known it all my life. It’s instinct that drives me, tells me I can find it. Just stand back and squint…you can see it around the edges of things as they are. Beyond that lies the question, I don’t want the answer anymore, I want the question.
The Question Is the Key.
I knew as a baby, out there, in the dark…where you are all alone…anything can happen, Monsters are all to real.
Where there is light there is life.
That’s why the moon has always dominated my art. Mysterious orb of light and shadow. Many a night have I picked my way through the dark, alone. The moon, my companion, my torch, my ruler of tides. This moon sits full and slightly golden, just cradled in the patchwork sky, brightly shining stars compete for center stage.
Embraced by the treetops below, the greens reach into the blue-blackness and find a fuzzy edge of hyper-light and blue velvet darkness to rest in.
I really liked stepping back and seeing what happened when I just let it all go. All the knowing, the technique, the balance, the direction, the rules, the marketing, everything…just step away from the world and squint.
Have a wonderful day everyone!
the fine print:
The Moon Always Rises
18″ x 24″
Back stapled canvas, no frame needed, ready to hang.